[I totally didn't get the heavy part]
Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it, but it hurts like Hell
My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen from my life support
My iron lung
We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it, can't you tell?
We scratch our eternal itch
Our twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for our iron lung
To Hell you go, you want everything
No heart, no pain, I can't ask you to choose
To Hell you go, you want everything
No heart, no pain, I can ask you to go
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out, we'll just humm
This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time, my iron lung
To Hell you go, you want everything
No heart, no pain, I can't ask you to choose
To Hell you go, you want everything
No heart, no pain, I can ask you to go
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can, it's OK
To Hell you go, you want everything
No heart, no pain, I can ask you to go
To Hell you go, you want everything
No heart, no pain, I can ask you to go
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